116 A question of morals WARNING: dark...dark stuff...you might not wanna read (1/2)

After hiding for the rest of the day and night, I carefully fly closer to see the situation at the base. But before I make it there, a putrid smell hits my nose. I gag but nothing comes up. I cover my nose, but knowing I can't last long this way, I get rid of my fairy body all together by pulling my consciousness into the closest vine.

Without a sense of smell, my brain has time to think. That...what was that smell. It was like burning meat but ten times worse. I think it's coming from the base.

Making my way closer to Manbun's area, I start to hear noises. The close I get, the more pronounced they are.”

”STOP OH GOD STOOOOOP”

”AGHHHHHHH AHHHHHHHHH”

”PLEASE I BEG OFFGHAAAAHHHH”

The crackling sound of fire mixes in with the screams of men. This...what's going on?!

Not caring if I get spotted or not, I quickly make my way towards the base. What meets my eyes when I enter.....terrify me frozen.

Men in nonflammable vine cages being burned alive... the comrades still unharmed spouting either vulgarities, pleads, or a combination of both. Some of the men are completely silent while all staring at a specific person. I follow their line of sight so see someone very familiar, a cold chill runs down my back.

Manbun looks on with cold eyes,” I will repeat myself, surrender and die as painlessly as possible or...” He looks at the unrecognizable chunk of charred meat in a cage.

A cold feeling covers me from head to toe. My face pales.

One of the quiet captives speak up at this moment,” Ha! Surrender and what? Betray our leader. We are a proud people.” He stares with ferocious eyes right into Manbun's frosty ones,” Then let us burn.” He provokes Manbun and unites the rest of the caged.

”THATS RIGHT! WE WILL NEVER BETRAY OR LEADER!”